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Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: The New English Hymnal #95 (1986) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 When I survey the wondrous Cross,
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.
3 See from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 His dying crimson like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the Tree;
Then I am dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.
5 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all. Topics: The Christian Year Passiontide; Holy Cross Day September 14th Languages: English Tune Title: ROCKINGHAM
When I survey the wondrous Cross